What would you say, if I ask you not to go.
To forget everyone, forget everything, and start over with me.
Would you take my hand, and never let me go.
Promise me you'll never let me go.
This would be the last post for a long, long while.
For the next one month, I have only one priority. And that is,
To deal once and for all, with the curse of the O's levels.
Yes, it's a major boost to have a new studying environment exactly a month away from the run-in to a deciding end of a chapter in my life. It's even more comforting to know that the computer would not be in my room, and my lazy bones screams out inconvenience in block letters. 3/4 of thrash accumulated over the past 2 years have been dumped into the dump, leaving behind a stack of notes worth touching on. With the drive of a potentially heartbreaking prelims, I hope the ghost of failure finally do perish.
House-moving is one of the reasons behind the temporary/permanent closure of this blog. Memories aren't too far a step behind. Yeah, penguins are drawing the emo streak out of me.
Yes, I'm a depressed emo kid who can't wait to slit my wrist.
I do need time. For what, I have no idea. There's just this senseless feeling of being lost in a maze, as if my life's been missing something, and there's a gaping wide hole right through my soul. Funny that this absence feels strangely familiar, as in it had been with me for a long time. A long, long time..
So, I'll depart from this blog in a more dignified way.
Goodbye, folks. Goodbye, penguins. Goodbye, world.
posted by cigarettelove @ 10:29 AM
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